Sunday, 13 May 2018

Suveenz Photography: Random Clicks


Suveenz Photography: Random Clicks





Please click on each of the links below for my "Random Clicks":

Suveenz_Photography  - (My precious clicks from 2010 - 2015) 


Suveenz_Photography_Part-II  - (My photography from 2016 onwards)

Sunday, 4 February 2018

Super Blue Blood Moon: Jan-31-2018


Super Blue Blood Moon


A rarest of the rare celestial spectacle - an unusual Lunar eclipse took place on the evening of Jan-31st , which was a combination of Super moon, Blue moon, and Blood moon (due to Lunar eclipse).

That evening I was lucky enough to witness this spectacular event but it was visible to me only from the blood moon phase only. I couldn’t witness the full moon drifting into the shadow of Earth and then finally becoming the blood moon.


Below is a brief account of the spectacle in my own words :

I reached home early that evening of Jan-31st, and was up in the terrace of my house to witness this spectacle from 6:20PM onwards. The proposed time in Trivandrum was from 6:17PM onwards. But unfortunately there was no trace of moon anywhere in the evening sky or anywhere as far as the eastern horizon which I could see from the housetop.

Much later, after 7:00PM (after nightfall), towards the horizon, I spotted a pale red coloured moon 'fading in' into the night sky. It was pale blood red colour, and it's one half was almost dark. The eclipse had started, and the moon was blinded by the shadow of Earth, and as it emerged from the shadow it was blood red in colour. I started viewing it from the blood moon phase onwards.

When I caught a glimpse of this celestial extravaganza, it started as a dull red blood coloured moon which was camouflaged against the grey night sky, with most of the moon in dark grey and a pink tinge colour and also with a reddish area at the bottom right of the sphere. The moon was just drifting out of the dark shadow of the Earth and forming a full dark blood red sphere and slowly the blood red colour started diffusing into bright orange colour. It stood as a dull reddish orange sphere and slightly the bottom border of the sphere started becoming brighter with the bottom right hemispherical surface outlined brightly in the night sky.

Then like a diamond on a diamond ring, a small speck of the moon appeared in the middle of the bright outline, and it started becoming brighter. By this time the entire colour of the moon faded from dull blood red into bright orange. The "bright speck" on moon started growing, and it began spreading slowly over the surface, with more and more brightened surface appearing. The colour changed further from orange into bright yellow and then into milky white as it advanced. More & more moon surface was revealed with the grey area decreasing rapidly as it progressed. As it progressed from quarter moon to half-moon, the yellowish colour had changed completely into milky white. Beyond half-moon it looked like a round scoop of dark chocolate placed on a round white cup, and the dark chocolate decreased as it progressed - (as if the night sky was sucking the chocolate off the bright white round cup). Finally as most of the moon was revealed, it looked like a ball ice-cream with the dark lid at the top. Finally, the entire grey at the top was sucked into the night sky, and the full moon shone brightly in full splendour. 

It was an amazing and rare spectacle and it was the very first time in my life, I was observing a lunar eclipse.




Here is a video from you-tube on this rare celestial phenomena:




Penned down by,

Suveen Jacob Abraham.



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Thursday, 11 January 2018

The white horse is waiting




The white horse is waiting


The white horse is waiting,
Awaiting its master,
Who comes with HIS fiery sickle,
A flaming sickle to reap HIS field,
When it is harvest time.


The master awaits,
Awaits with a heavy heart,
Seeing the pain and agony of HIS beloved ones,
And the misery and chaos out there,
But HE can only, but await,
Wait for the harvest to come,
To reap HIS field, when the time is apt.


The master is waiting,
Awaiting for the last drop to drain out,
The last drop of goodness, the last drop of hope,
The last drop of love, the last drop of faith,
Harvest will it be when the last one dies,
The last who is righteous, the last who is faithful,
And the world is plunged into the realm of darkness,
Then will the time be ripe for harvest.


And lo the harvest comes finally,
Before anyone could realize,
And when no one anticipates,
With deafening roars of thunder,
And dazzling streaks of lightning,
HE cracks open the sky and comes forth,
Mounted on HIS white horse,
With a flaming sword in HIS hand,
Galloping across the sky,
For the world is ripe for harvest.


The world in chaos, the world in darkness,
The world in misery, the world in sin,
Sees the light that has dawned,
A new ray of hope, a new ray of life,
A mighty hand that crushes down,
An affectionate hand that cuddles.


HE sets HIS foot on the ground,
And the world trembles in fear and joy,
Every tongue confesses HIS name,
And everyone will mourn,
HE reaps HIS field with HIS sickle,
And divides the grains from the chaff,
The grains HE collects to store in HIS barn,
While the chaff HE binds and throws into the fire.


HE goes in search of HIS sheep,
Calls each one of his flock by name,
And none shall go astray, and none shall be lost,
For HE is the true deliverer, the true shepherd of HIS sheep.

HE parts the sheep from the goats,
And guides HIS sheep to HIS flock,
HE is the true shepherd and master,
The deliverer and redeemer,
The saviour of HIS beloved sheep.


HIS sheep hears HIS call,
And runs to HIM,
Like a child running to his mother,
And HE lifts HIS sheep in HIS arms, with hugs and kisses.


HE sees not the blemishes of HIS sheep,
For those are HIS loved ones,
Purified and sanctified by HIS blood,
Their names are inscribed in HIS palms,
And also in HIS heart,
HE guides HIS sheep to its abode,
Like a mother carrying her child to a cradle.


And then HE goes out in search of the wolf,
The treacherous one, the most ferocious,
HE hunts down the wolf, and binds it up,
To be cast into the pit of fire.


A green grass meadow afar off,
A spring of cool water that runs deep,
Trees in full bloom, and blossoms everywhere,
A paradise lay afar off,
HE guides HIS flock to paradise,
To dwell with his loved ones,
Where sun never sets, and time never flows,
Where each moment lasts forever.


The rest is gone deep into the pit,
Into the fathoms of the furnace,
Burning and charring constantly,
Wailing and mourning forever,
With pain and sorrow, agony and misery,
Burning down in the deep furnace.


A new sunshine, a new fountain,
A new meadow, a new mountain,
With new hopes, and a new destiny,
Life moves on in paradise.





- Penned down by,
Suveen Jacob Abraham.











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Saturday, 30 December 2017

Suveen's Photography - The Best of the Best !


Suveen’s Photography -  “The Best of the Best shots” 


111 best among my best shots... 



Please click on the below link for my Best of the Best shots:

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

My precious Blogs list


Short stories:
Roshni se bhare bhare:

I was just a piece of dead wood:

Thought stormings (Articles):
If the bee gets extinct man will live for just four more years:
http://rosesofsicily.blogspot.in/2016/03/if-bee-gets-extinct-man-will-live-for.html
The pursuit of happiness:
Wonderful Trivandrum:
http://rosesofsicily.blogspot.in/2017/06/wonderful-trivandrum.html

Pandemic and climate change:
https://rosesofsicily.blogspot.com/2021/09/pandemic-and-climate-change.html

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Photography:
My photography:
My photography - Part-II:

What is TIME ?:
https://rosesofsicily.blogspot.com/2021/09/what-is-time.html

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Poetry:

The white horse is waiting:

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Other interesting writings :
Offroadz - An automobile exhibition event:
http://rosesofsicily.blogspot.in/2014/02/offroadz-2k13.html
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Interesting stuff:
Some interesting stuff:
Some fascinating stuff:
http://rosesofsicily.blogspot.in/2014/08/fascinating-stuff.html

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Travelogues:

My travelogue -  Into the jungles of Gavi :

My travelogue -  Romancing the Konkan Coast :
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Narratives:

Super Blue Blood Moon:

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SuveenzArtz :
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-     Suveen Jacob Abraham.






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